Chapter 25: Young Sect Master Ye Zhetian

Crack!

Caught off guard, a blinding electric arc struck. Lin Qingxuan’s body was split clean in two. Although he pulled himself back together in an instant, the previously smug Lin Qingxuan was now deathly pale.

"You!"

Lin Qingxuan was both shocked and enraged. He stared at the little black puppy still sitting on the ground, wagging its tail with an innocent expression, and a monstrous killing intent flashed in his eyes. "I’ll kill you!"

In that moment, he forcibly channeled his cultivation, his body erupting with a brilliant radiance, determined to slaughter the little black puppy right there.

"Woof! Woof!"

Yet, the little black puppy seemed to let out a mocking sound. It didn't give him a chance; amidst Lin Qingxuan’s fury, it leaped like a bolt of lightning and left the ring!

Because of that previous strike, according to the rules of the Young Sect Master competition, it had split its opponent in two—it had already won!

Instantly, everyone’s gaze shifted to the referee, the Master of Hundred Battles Peak. The Master of Hundred Battles Peak was trembling, choked with frustration.

"Master..." Lin Qingxuan looked toward Heavenly Sword Venerable with a desperate plea for help.

"Trash!"

Heavenly Sword Venerable’s face was livid; he felt like killing someone. The crowd was deathly silent, never having expected the Young Sect Master competition to end in such a farcical manner.

"No! I! It wasn't supposed to be like this!" Lin Qingxuan was panicked and furious, completely unhinged. He pointed at Lin Jun and cursed, "This match doesn't count! Make your dog disciple fight me again!"

Hearing this, the surrounding disciples felt embarrassed, sensing that he was being quite shameless.

Seeing this, Ji Qingyou, who had remained silent until now, sneered, "What? You’re allowed to act arrogant, but others aren't allowed to beat you?"

"The outcome is decided. Why haven't you announced the name of the Young Sect Master, Brother?" Lin Jun held the little black puppy, casting a calm, indifferent gaze toward the Master of Hundred Battles Peak.

For some reason, as the Master of Hundred Battles Peak met Lin Jun’s eyes, his heart trembled. He opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Lin Qingxuan’s angry outburst.

Lin Qingxuan glared at Lin Jun with bloodshot eyes. "Lin Jun! Stop playing games! I wasn't prepared just now, and your dog disciple ambushed me! Put that dog disciple down and let’s fight again!"

Lin Jun just smiled while holding the little black puppy, though his eyes were icy cold. His voice carried a trace of mockery. "Why are you still alive? Are you waiting for me to help you?"

*Thump, thump, thump!*

Lin Qingxuan’s expression changed, and he retreated several steps in fear. But thinking it was shameful, he puffed out his chest and said, "I, Lin Qingxuan, am a man of my word! If I had truly lost, I would not cling to life! But you, Lin Jun, a dignified Peak Master, took advantage of me being unprepared to have a dog ambush me. Do you have no shame?"

"Didn't I tell you? My dog is very powerful and you should be careful. Is it my fault that you wanted to show off and failed?" Lin Jun looked at him, feeling genuinely puzzled.

"Awoo!"

The little black puppy in his arms tilted its head and barked in agreement, as if saying, "I really am very powerful."

"Sophistry!" Lin Qingxuan’s face turned the color of liver, but he remained stubborn. "I don't care! Make that dog disciple come down and fight me again! I’ll tear it to shreds!"

"Does the whole world belong to your father? You change the rules whenever you please—is the entire Tiannan Region under your command?" Lin Jun shook his head, took the little black puppy, and prepared to leave with Ji Qingyou.

He was filled with disappointment toward the Great Dao Sect. His disciple had clearly won, yet these people had no intention of announcing it.

"Don't go!"

Seeing them leave, Lin Qingxuan became anxious and angry, unable to stop himself from attacking Lin Jun. But he had forgotten what level of cultivation Lin Jun now possessed. He rushed forward, only to be sent flying back with even greater speed!

Lin Jun turned around, his Nascent Soul aura radiating, his gaze cold. "Do you really think I wouldn't dare kill you?"

"Let that dog fight me again!"

Under the murderous gaze of the Heavenly Sword Venerable, Lin Qingxuan was nearing madness.

"Then beg me. If you beg me, I might agree." Seeing him in this state, Lin Jun felt no sympathy, his lips curling into a sharp, elegant arc.

"Lin Jun! Don't push me too far!" In front of the hundred thousand disciples of the Great Dao Sect, Lin Qingxuan suddenly erupted, his face twisted in a hideous grimace.

"Look, I gave you a chance. It’s your own incompetence." Lin Jun let out a scornful laugh, held the little black puppy, and turned to walk away.

"No! I beg you!"

Seeing this, Lin Qingxuan was startled. He screamed in desperation. At the thought of losing the position of Young Sect Master, he panicked and, in front of the hundred thousand disciples, dropped to his knees with a heavy *thud*.

"I beg you! Isn't begging you enough!" He kept his back straight, but kneeling like this before the masses carried a sense of tragic irony.

Seeing this, many female disciples felt heartache and began to denounce Lin Jun. "What a disgrace to be a Peak Master! How can you make things so difficult for your former disciple?"

"Put down your dog and let Senior Brother Lin kill it, what’s the harm? Is a dog more important than a human?"

"Like master, like disciple. You must have told your dog disciple to ambush others. No wonder Senior Brother Lin betrayed you! People like you don't deserve to live!"

*Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!*

Ji Qingyou’s expression shifted. With a flick of her fingers, several bolts of spiritual energy shot out, and the disciples who had spoken dropped dead instantly. The remaining crowd fell into absolute silence.

*Boom!*

"Lin Jun! What do you think you are doing!"

The Sect Master, Heavenly Sword Venerable, and the other Peak Masters stood up in fury, their Nascent Soul auras rolling out in a terrifying display.

Seeing this, Lin Jun smiled slightly. His eyes turned gold, emanating an inexplicable pressure as he swept his gaze over them. "What? Are you planning to take me down again?"

Hearing this, the Peak Masters all changed color. Recalling the day they had been defeated, they subconsciously sat back down.

"Lin Jun, you will pay for this sooner or later!" Heavenly Sword Venerable gritted his teeth in hatred.

"Then I’ll wait for you, Sect Master Brother." Lin Jun laughed with disdain and walked away, holding the little black puppy.

His thunderous, magnificent voice echoed across the heavens:

"The Young Sect Master is Ye Zhetian!"

"Woof, woof, woof!"

Listening to the happy barks of the dog, Lin Qingxuan sat on the ground in despair. Lin Jun had used his immense power to take away everything in the prize pool, leaving everyone present in total silence.